We've spent today getting to know each other. Millie has already acquired the nickname "T.T." which stands for Terrier Terror -- her favorite game is attacking George's ears. She'll come up from behind, sneak underneath his legs and then pounce on his ear. Poor George just stands there, totally bewildered as to why this adorable yappy creature insists on tormenting him.
Millie's second favorite game is finding paper to chew. It's amazing how many things she can reach, considering that she's on about 6" tall (and she weighs only 3 lbs). Taking her on a walk is even worse, since she will try to chew on every leaf, stick, worm, and blade of grass along the way! It got so bad at one point that even George got tired of waiting for her to move along. He went up to her, swung his head to fling his ears in her face, then took off running so that she would chase him!
The writing is on the wall, though -- Millie is already well on the way to being the spoiled princess of the house.
4 comments:
...you got another puppy?!?!
Can you believe it? This one is MY baby.
She's my New Yorkie, since my first girl insisted on going off to become a New Yorker.
That was just terrible.
Oh, come on. It was pretty good, for a pun...
Besides, do you know how eager I've been to have an excuse to use that pun?
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